A good man is dying
He would play me tunes on his guitar
Salty Dog my favorite
His hulking frame is gone
His wry smile soon will follow
Brother to my Father
Father to his children
Fuck all anyway
He has died
I am off to Rochester, NY for a memorial. His band will play.
He would play me tunes on his guitar
Salty Dog my favorite
His hulking frame is gone
His wry smile soon will follow
Brother to my Father
Father to his children
Fuck all anyway
He has died
I am off to Rochester, NY for a memorial. His band will play.
roxxee:
flick:
*hugs*